I don't want to be living I don't want to be dead I'll contradict myself Until the bitter sweet end
Consistently inconsistent I'll apologize for all the things I didn't do Or is everything I've just said, An embellished version of the truth
I don't want to be living I don't want to be dead I'll contradict myself Until the bitter sweet end
This is the make up Of my complex brain. Overworked, over thought I'm certifiably insane Consumed by hypocrisy Surrounded by idiocy For every indiosyncrasy I'll tighten my lips even more
If Limbo were a real place That's where I'd fit in best A place where nothing else exists No fucking family crest So please Assuage my fears, ease my mind or just leave me here, stop caring I want to be left behind